I know that no one can ever tell you how you will feel when things are changing and milestones pass by and you realize you really aren't a kid anymore...but I didn't expect to feel so strange. I'm not unhappy, in fact I really like how my life is playing out and I am enjoying myself, yet I just feel out of sorts. Something is not quite right and I cannot seem to put a finger on it. I really like Case, this social work program is more than I could have ever asked for and I love my placement so far; its a great improvement from my undergrad placement. Living with my family is so much better than I thought it could be. We are all getting along and my brother and I are closer than we have been in years and I cannot express in enough words how much that means to me. We really have done a lot of growing up in the last few years...or in my brother case, the last six or so months. I have also been taking better care of myself physically with my Wii Fit and a better diet with a lot more fruits and vegetables.
I ate mushrooms last weekend and I didn't totally dislike them...they could grow on me. I think next time I eat pizza I want to get mushrooms and red peppers.
Although sleep could be a huge factor in my strange feeling. I am just so busy...I am not getting enough Zzzzz. I do not have a single day off, between class, work, and placement, with the exception of every other Saturday and I will be spending those days getting caught up and ahead on reading and papers. My finances are great right now but I should be getting my stipend soon which will help. That could be a factor in my lack of sleep as well because I sit there worrying. My credit cards are almost maxed out and I only have one hundred dollars to my name...I've been letting myself stay in denial about it. Oh well...I'm twenty three and in grad school...I'm suppose to be broke, right?
Matt and I are doing pretty well. We have had a lot of ups and downs this summer but we are really trying to get through it. He is back on adderal which should really help since he will be able to hold a conversation again. Prior to this I constantly felt like I missed him even when he was around me because he wasn't the same person and I didn't know how to help. But things are looking up so I'm staying positive!
I just really wish my mom would let me have a puppy!!!!
Nation, You Make Me Tired
15 years ago


